Monday, September 5, 2011

The Funk

I'm in a weird moment right now. I'm calling it a Yoga Funk. My practice has kind of....well, gone to shit is the expression that comes to mind. I feel like I'm not breathing, I'm not focused. It's like I'm barely trying but still exhausted and unable to complete poses. I keep have temper tantrums. My last bikram class was on Saturday, and I actually had to sit down on the sidewalk because I thought I was going to throw up all over the street or possibly pass out. Today, I woke up feeling slightly queasy, so I went to Yoga to the People instead. 60 minute class, not heated, thought it might be a nice change. Same stuff. Couldn't stay in poses, couldn't even pick myself up off the mat sometimes.

I don't know what's up, if I should be concerned, or if this is all part of the journey. I guess I find it concerning because this is something I do/go to consistently. It is my daily practice, my own version of a religion or a spirituality, so I wonder what this funk is speaking to. I'm assuming it's the big change in location/diet/lifestyle/surroundings/everything that moving back to school brings my way. In my yogic mind, this is just another challenge to move through, a bend in the path. But on the other hand, I'm kind of sick of it and would like to get back in the swing of things. Like come on.